I hated the mere idea of going to a hospital ever since I was a child. It was just something that, I don't know scared me or its just repulsive. But sometimes you have to do things that you don't like and go to places you don't like just like a hospital. You are sometimes just forced to do a lot of things that you don't like because there's just no other way around. And today it was the same case for me.
"Hi...I am looking for Tristan Jacques. He was admitted early in the morning," I spat at the receptionist.
"Wait a second. Let me check," She answered calmly. I nodded and thrummed my fingers on the glass reception desk instantly getting a look warning look from her. I can't believe I was this nervous and scared for a man who not two days ago hurt me so badly. I hated it that I was wor
